In her eyes

In her eyes, impulsive, passionate,

Green and bright but -odd,

It was odd and he knew he shouldn’t-

He should ignore them, look away-

But he knew he just couldn’t-

And with more sin came more beauty

In the mirror of her decadence:

Delight, for her charm lay only

In her glaring neglect of duty.

 

@mena.poetry

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